For more than ten years, he didn't know how many of his men had died tragically on the crossbows unique to this temple, and even the half of his own missing ears was due to this weapon, so it was impossible not to be impressed.

He stood up suddenly, reached out and grabbed the crossbow, and took it in his hand to examine it carefully.

That's right, it was it, and he never dreamed of the horrific carnage when the clouds rained down on arrows.

"Where did you get that?"

Bell did not rush to explain, but opened a dozen heavy chests by the wall, and inside lay nearly a hundred of the same small crossbows, as well as arrow chests and the characteristic tailless needle.

Even if he was bold, Glass's mind was turbulent.

This kind of handwriting is amazing, but the meaning behind it is even more terrifying, and he regrets that he didn't leave a few minutes ago.

And now, after seeing the secret, I'm afraid he can't leave, even if his territory is less than two kilometers away from the farm.

"If you haven't made up your mind yet, you might as well meet someone with me and I'm sure he'll make you up. Bell said unhurriedly.

Glass looked at his former superior, half of his guide, and asked cautiously, "You really don't need to go to Flogen, and it will take at least thirty percent to harvest our broken sword." ”

A smile finally appeared on Bell's big blue face.

An hour later, Bell sent Glass away, instructing his men, "Three of them are about the same, they are a bunch of insatiable bastards, and I hope they will have their lives and enjoy themselves."

Tomorrow we will go to the Golden Cup City of the Wardsmann Empire, and without the help of this last old friend, our mission is only half accomplished.

No one can hurt someone else after it doesn't cost you, no one. ”

In the city of Flogen, Philip was standing outside the clerical branch of the Southern Theological Seminary, and the clerical cadets were baptizing him from top to bottom with a strange look.

No way, since there had never been a saint to further their studies before, Anna and Afu had to borrow the teachers here to study.

The reason why Philip is waiting here is not to wait for Anna, in fact, he has not seen Miss Afu for more than a month since the last appointment.

Not only that, but even every letter and note sent by someone sent in had no response, as if he had been abandoned by his fiancée.

In the past month or so, he has used the blue-black runway to familiarize himself with the fluctuations of his spiritual power, at least the two abilities of madness and prediction have been able to habitually find the highest and lowest two points, and combine his martial arts into it, and the lethality has greatly increased.

In a sense, this is because these two innate abilities may be similar in principle, so the consistency of spiritual power fluctuations is very high.

However, the new active ability added during the second awakening, what effect he has not found is what it is.

Not only does it have no effect after opening, but as the spiritual power climbs rapidly on the spirit pattern, this ability has a tendency to gradually weaken, and the light shining in the node is getting dimmer and dimmer.

This also seems to be an inaccurate description, and upon closer inspection, Philip found that the junction and the surrounding pattern seemed to be just a part of a larger pattern or junction.

In other words, he's only turned on part of it now, and he's not qualified to use it to its fullest potential.

His homeroom teacher is unreliable, and Brian, the only mentor he knows and trusts, is not good at it, so he can only ask Miss Anna, who hangs him on theological common sense, for help.

Anna was naturally very happy about her childhood friend's request for help, but unfortunately, she couldn't figure out the mystery inside.

After all, the secret of the spirit core is too profound and complicated, and for Anna, who has not even had a clear understanding of the existence of the spirit core, this strange phenomenon is indeed a little too high-end.

So Anna had no choice but to return to the academy with a lonely face and delve into the vast classics.

Far from it.

The abandoned Philip classmate repeatedly failed to contact Miss Afu, so he had to become an idiot and block people at the door of the priest's branch.

It's a bit embarrassing to say, but he really doesn't have any good idea, does he turn to Miss Sophia for help?

Don't be funny!

Although the usual plastic sisterhood between the two daughters looks very good, today you give me a scarf, tomorrow I will give you a pair of earrings, but how low does Philip's emotional intelligence have to be to turn to his girlfriend to help him recover his fiancée.

For this reason, he also brought Miss Natalie and Arthur Silly Boy with him, just to evoke the fond memories of the time he once fought side by side in Aph's heart.

Maybe he only knows how precious he is when he loses it, and at this moment he has exhausted all means in order to save a relationship whose foundation is not solid.

Aphrola put down the book in her hand and pressed it on her aching temples.

As a hint of silver-green light flashed on his fingertips, the dizziness caused by staying up late to read quickly disappeared.

Although this tricky method cannot be used for a long time, and it cannot really replenish the life energy and spirit that is consumed, it can always allow her to have a good state to deal with the problems that may be encountered in the future.

For she had received the news that a handsome young knight was standing at the gate of the academy in the form of a lookout stone.

What is the value of handsome looks + luxurious clothes + legendary unicorn + reserve Templar Knight?

It means that Philip has been surrounded by the preparatory saints whose eyes have turned into heart-shaped eyes, and some of them have already rushed up to talk to them.

In less than half an hour, Philip had received sixteen small notes with his name and address, as well as four snacks and three drinks.

Although it was not yet the time of year for a cold drink, he was indeed sweating profusely from the surging crowds, and it was difficult for him to pull down his face and refuse the kindness of the beautiful and enthusiastic girls.

This seems to be contrary to his original miserable routine, even if he deliberately did not put on his more stylish armor, but with his excellent appearance and recent growing fame, it is enough to arouse the interest of these little girls to watch and feed.

Fortunately, he still has to make a face, knowing that he can't go too far, unlike Arthur's pit goods, who has shamelessly swallowed more than fifty tofu skewers and more than thirty fresh carrots at this moment, and he is not afraid of dying.

The head of the head and tail is cute, and he almost lies on the ground and exposes his belly.

After kicking him three times and biting him to no avail, Natalie had already given up her interest in training and ran to Philip's side to exercise her duties as a grass protector.

Seeing that the opening method had gone astray, Philip simply broke the jar and broke it, and he felt in his heart that this was not a good way to force out a woman hiding in the depths of the academy.

Sure enough, another quarter of an hour passed, and a tall, slender woman walked out of the academy with vigorous steps.

He kicked Arthur's ass neatly, had a veneer with the pretty Natalie girl, and then grabbed someone who was secretly rejoicing by the collar and carried him into the grove deep in the academy with a cold face.

When Philip just stood up straight with his feet on the ground, and before he could offer his courtesy, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the girl Afu in military uniform, and instinctively felt that something was wrong.

He was then hit twice in the stomach and shoulder, smashing him like a broken piece of wood into the poplar tree.

The dull crashing sound makes people feel liver pain when they listen to it.

If it weren't for the fact that these poplar trees, all thousands of years old, each of which was more than two meters in diameter, would have been broken by Philip's huge weight.

A stormy beating, without any routine, like a shrew, but still beating the current top student of the Knights' Branch to the point of holding his head, and his mouth was constantly wailing, completely powerless.

Finally, when Miss Afu was tired, she pinched her slender waist and shouted at Philip with a cold face: "What do you want!"

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Two similar questions appeared at the same time, but the latter sentence was uttered by Philip, with a hint of doubt and anger in his tone.

The beating just now made his Yushu Linfeng's appearance look a little embarrassed, and the pain was quite painful, but it was all to the thick flesh, which showed that Miss Afu was still soft-hearted after all, and she couldn't bear to be ruthless.

The scene suddenly became cold, and the two people confronted each other face to face, and neither of them spoke again for a while.

Miss Ave's not particularly full breasts rose and fell violently, and Philip on the other side also rubbed his soreness ass, with a hint of fire in his eyes.

Anyone who is beaten like this by a woman will be annoyed and angry, let alone domestic violence before marriage.

But in the next moment, the glimmer of fire that had just swelled in Philip's heart disappeared, for he heard a small sobbing sound from the other side, and when he looked up, he saw Miss Afu's big red eyes and tightly held lips.

Such a grievance and pitiful appearance appeared on the tall and handsome Afu, and there was an inexplicable sense of disobedience, which was quite cute.

Philip almost laughed, but fortunately his desire to survive was very strong, and he held back in time.

He knew very well that if he really laughed at this time, he was afraid that what was waiting for him would not be as simple as a beating.

As for the revolt...... Well, good men don't hit women, at least not under the bed.

Since the beginning of his previous life, Philip has had a weakness that is not a weakness, that is, he can't stand the tears of women the most.

Whether it was a thunderous howl or a drizzle of continuous sobbing, his resistance was close to minus infinity.

Whether it is the girlfriends in the previous life or the last wife, any woman who has caught this secret weapon can make him pay an extremely painful price from physiology to psychology and finally to wallet.

But there is no way, this is a terminal illness, not only can it not be cured, as a straight man of steel, he subconsciously feels that this is one of the loveliest qualities in a woman, and he secretly likes it very much in his heart.